Finally, a group of people stayed up until nearly twelve o'clock, and when Fang Xian told them that he was going to go to the surgery room to eat, except for Zhou Xiyin, who had already understood the rhythm, his face was expressionless, and everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

It was as if the stone hanging in the air would temporarily fall to the ground.

Except for Dong Yao and Zhou Xiyin, who are girls, the other five people, all men, rushed to the operation room with Fang Xian through the men's locker room passage-

After all, I don't know when other superiors will commute to work, and everyone will be embarrassed if they are changing clothes.

As soon as they entered the passage, the five animals who had been holding back for a morning finally regained their freedom: "Brother, which department did you belong to before?" ”

"Dude, has the atmosphere in the operating room of this trauma center always been so stiff?"

"Fang Xian, the strength of several other people is about the same as yours?"

A round of questions bombarded him, so that Fang Xian didn't know which one to go back to first.

Just replied to the person who asked first, Fang Xian at least knew that he was a thoracic surgeon: "Senior brother, I used to be an orthopedic department, and I have only been in the operating room of the trauma center for about a month, and I usually have this rhythm. ”

"It's stitching, transitioning, stitching."

"The atmosphere on the operating table, like the outside, mainly depends on the expression of the chief surgeon."

"Senior brother, what do you call it, I'm idle, it's currently in the seventh year." Fang Xian smiled and stretched out his hand.

Although these doctoral brothers are now interns, Fang Xian doesn't feel that he has to raise the shelf, Fang Xian doesn't have such a big shelf.

"Thoracic Surgery, Old High School Year. Tommy. Zhang Chang said this, and his face was extremely red.

After Zhang Yu introduced himself, the rest of the people also introduced themselves one by one.

Xiong Zhongsheng in the second year of Hepatobiliary Surgery, Qin Yaoyi in the third year of Doctor of Neurosurgery, Zhong Jiamin in the second year of Doctor of Infection Surgery, and Luo Di in the second year of Doctor of Burn Surgery.

It seems that except for Zhou Xiyin, most of them are in the second or third year of the doctorate, and most of them are in the second year.

When Zhang Yu walked out of the passage, he looked sideways at some people who were changing clothes, and found that he didn't know him, so he quickly caught up with Fang Xian and asked: "Brother Xian, you have only been in the operating room of the trauma center for a month, so aren't the others even more powerful." ”

"Damn!" Zhang Yu was very emotional, his mouth was slightly open, his chin was lowered, and his face looked a little longer.

And more direct than Zhang Yu is Luo Di of the burn surgery department: "Brother Xian, can you all climb the ladder now, but you haven't gone to the medical association for physician level certification?" ”

As soon as Luo Di asked, the rest of the people also stopped curiously and looked at Fang Xian.

Climbing the ladder is equivalent to staying in the hospital, which is something that almost all doctors dream of.

Fang Xian is currently in his seventh year, and he can pass the certification of the medical association's specialist doctor if he is equivalent to the second year of the master's degree, which is indeed a bit outrageous.

But Fang thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not for the time being." ”

If Fang Xian wants to balance his development, it is enough to increase his skill points to level 3, and now he will definitely be able to go for specialist level certification.

It's just that Fang Xian feels that it doesn't make much sense to do so in a short period of time.

In this way, the specialist level certification can only stay in the specialty to work, and after entering the operating room of the trauma center, Fang Xian does not want to go to an ordinary specialty or subspecialty to make a fuss.

In addition, the amount of damage that a single intensive training can cause to the disease is very large, unless you can be like Professor Zhu, who is full of specialized skills and has the identity of a professor, you can operate in the operating room of the trauma center.

Otherwise, even if you successfully pass the doctor's level certification, you will still be an assistant, so it is better to be in the training camp first, and after a few years, the skill tree will be beaten like an iron bucket!

Just as I decided to cross the incision group and go directly to the debridement group, wouldn't it be more perfect to directly cross the attending group and enter the associate professor as the chief surgeon?

Of course, these are just Fang Xian's current thoughts, and there may be changes.

But Fang Xian's words were considered modest, and Qin Yaoyi explained very calmly: "Everyone should note that Fang Xian's suture is level 4, at least the vascular suture is also level 3. ”

"This proves that Brother Xian has spent a lot of time on suturing, otherwise, it is estimated that he will be able to achieve the specialist level certification."

Everyone should know the gold content of a level 4 skill.

Qin Yao's calm words made everyone who was relieved lift their nerves again.

Xiong Zhongsheng, a relatively silent doctor of hepatobiliary surgery, said: "So the specialist level certification that we are working hard for is something that we disdain here, right?" ”

"Thanks to this, I thought I would be able to show my skills during the period when I was in the operating room of the trauma center."

"This result should have been imagined a long time ago, and the group of colleagues who entered the operating room of the trauma center back then finally became extremely low-key." Xiong Zhongsheng's tone was gloomy.

Not only have they been to the operating room of a trauma center, but they have all reached the doctoral stage.

Before the doctoral stage, some colleagues entered the operating room of the trauma center at the master's level, and even participated as a 'trainee' like Fang Xian.

But the result is that they finally leave the trauma center in silence and return to the specialist, becoming extremely low-key and honest.

Xiong Zhongsheng's reminder reminded the rest of the people to think of some of the past.

The trauma center didn't just open this year, and it didn't just exist this year, it has been around the Shonan University Hospital for 20 years, and I don't know how many people have died in it.

The topic they discussed, Fang Xian didn't know what to do.

He is only in his seventh year now, and in the past, in the circle of friends, he could only see the carnival of his brothers and sisters, and he had no experience to talk about the past.

I don't know how to reply, so I don't go back yet.

Fang Xian silently picked up the plate and began to cook.

Qin Yao and the others also began to eat and eat.

Considering that Fang Xian is currently only a member of the suture group among the trainees, someone asked again: "Brother Xian, each group has different standards for the entrance training in this trauma center, right?" ”

Fang Xian also told several doctors about the corresponding assessment standards of the suture group, debridement group and incision group.

Everyone was silent after hearing this.

Zhang Yu, who has a long face, seems to be particularly touched: "No wonder! ”

"The trauma center operating room is pure talent, not luck."

"It's not that getting older gives you an advantage. It is estimated that people in different school years will have different requirements when they enter it. ”

"I didn't even have a chance to go in the high school year."

"It's not compared." Zhang Yu remembered that his girlfriend had been admitted to a comprehensive ICU similar to the operating room of a trauma center.

After she came out of it, she broke up with him, and she is still single, and Zhang Yu has been struggling with the reason.

But today, he seems to have understood something.

Why should you compare it?

However, it seems that I am also a little unconvinced, and I also want to compare......